Just a year ago, my 5 years old daughter got diagnosed a nephroblastoma. Why I’m mentioning this now is her reaction when she understood she would lose her hair, and her reaction when it actually happened.
She had thick long hair she loved a lot. When she was explained that she “could” lose them, she didn’t seem to realize it…. she only said: “I do not want to lose my hair”. But when it did happen (when that comb entered the dense hair and came out with a part of it), she SCREAMED. It was as if all the pain she had been enduring before was nothing compared to losing her hair. It was horrible.
Knowing how much she loves her hair, my wife had decided to shave off, so that they both look the same. But what a moment when the little one told her “Do not shave off, so I can comb Your hair”!
Losing her hair did not make her less beautiful. She actually got differently beautiful. She looked strong, somehow strangely mature for a 5 years old girl.
Now, post chemo (she had her last chemo in June), a young, curly, black and beautiful hair and eyebrow is growing, which she loves.
I think I’d better stop it here and tell you, Erica, that even though I do not know you, I can say you’re not vain. Or at least that this love of your eyebrows does not make you someone vain. How I know that? Well, I know my daughter.
A short description of the first days here (https://medium.com/@fanick/an-unplanned-rendez-vous-with-a-monster-8164e988c7c#.udxam63ta)